She was the girl with the lavender hair-the one who smelled like black tea, and oranges. She was the girl with a pencil always behind one ear or twisting her hair into a knot on the back of her head- always prepared for something beautiful, or horrendous. She was the girl always held back by anxiety and fear- never able to participate. She was the girl who nobody knew- not even herself. She was the girl who didn't believe in love- "it doesn't exist," she said. "It's just a facade. Drawn on the paper of fairy tales with a charcoal pencil to mask the truth. That's all love is, a kick to the ribs when it never shows up." She was the girl with nothing- no friends, no story to tell, nothing but the pain behind her eyes and the books on her shelves. She was just a girl.

Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

Just some sad poems from a depressed girl. May contain triggering content so please read with caution. *Also I included a poem by Youdontknowme45*

❝ If only you could see the world through my eyes❞

Me? I know more than I say, think more than I speak, & notice more than you realize. Don't ever mistake my silence for ignorance, my calmness for acceptance and my kindness for weakness. I'm guilty of giving people more chances than they deserve, but not anymore. Seeing the stupid expressions on their faces after they see what I can really do is fucking priceless. I can go from lady to bat shit crazy in 2 seconds. Sorry that it took me so long to show them. [Not a chick flick story] WARNING This story contains extreme language, violence and scenes that some readers may find upsetting.

~Book One in the perfection series~ To her is was just a cut, just a scratch. "What's that?" People would ask. "It was just the cat." It was just an excuse just a lie. "What's with those bracelets?" "Just a fashion why?" Just a tear, just a scream. "Why are you crying?" "Just a bad dream." But it's not just a cut or a lie. It's a repetitive "just one more cut" until she dies.

Schizophrenia • A brain disorder in which people interpret reality abnormally. • Symptoms include hallucinations, delusions, and disordered thinking. • Treatment is usually lifelong and often involves a combination of medications and psychological and social therapy. WARNING This story contains extreme language -not many, but still-, violence and scenes that some readers may find upsetting.